For most of us, New Year’s is a time for new beginnings. But for these ladies, it’s about happy endings. When it comes to ringing in the New Year, the only fireworks they want to see are from their steamy, erotic encounters. And when the clock finally strikes twelve, it’s out with the old, in with the nude.

This collection contains the following erotic stories:

It had been a year since Francis had a Christmastime encounter with her mystery man…and after all that time, she still couldn’t get him off her mind. When she gets the opportunity to see him again, she not only relives her passion from the year before—she rings in the New Year in the most spectacularly lustful way.

Warning: New Year’s Wood (16,200 words) contains rerun rendezvous, inanimate intimacies, and couch coitus.

EXCERPT:

The show had barely started before I had my lips softly pressed against Jake’s neck, breathing in his manly smell mixed with cologne.

“Are you trying to take advantage of me, Francis?” he asked jokingly.

“I can stop if you want.”

“I’m not saying that,” he responded right before pressing his mouth against mine. Rather than the sweet kiss we shared earlier, he was more forceful, more passionate, more intent on inhaling me and initiating a tango between our tongues. As we danced our sensual ballet, I listened to the show in the background and my desire continued to rise. I let my hand explore Jake’s face, rubbing my palm against his cheek and feeling the prickly stubble that formed on his face. Then I worked my way down to his chest, and enjoyed the feeling of his well-developed muscles. He mentioned in passing that he was a member of the gym down the street, but I had no idea the results would be so impressive.

I finally reached my ultimate destination between his legs and his tongue became more active in my mouth as soon as my hand rested there. I rubbed his crotch slowly and with each movement of my hand, his kiss became more passionate. When our lips finally parted, I continued rubbing Jake’s crotch, enjoying the feeling of his cock swell underneath his jeans. When I was satisfied with the effect I had on him, I unzipped them and admired his thick hard on poking through the hole in his boxers. As I grabbed his shaft in my hand, Jake kissed my neck and periodically moaned in my ear about how hot he thought I was, how he was enjoying my diligent touch.

“It’s not me,” I laughed. “It’s the show.”

“No,” he whispered. “Trust me, I’ve seen every episode of Kolchak and it has never had this effect on me.”

After years of being rocky, Jessica’s marriage seems to finally be turning around. She’s not sure what’s come over Dean, but he’s more caring and loving than ever…especially in the bedroom. While she hopes the passionate romps are a sign of good things to come in the New Year, she can’t help but wonder if Dean’s transformation is a little too good to be true.

Warning: The Double (5,900 words) contains sensual surprises, marital meddling, and sexual subterfuge.

EXCERPT:

You filled my flushed cheek with warm kisses, stoking my fires with each touch of your mouth. Then you maneuvered your lips onto mine, continuing with your gentle movements. After brushing your lips against mine several times, you slowly cocked your head to the side and opened my mouth with your tongue. Our tongues danced a slow waltz in each other’s mouths, and I felt your hands running up and down my back. I had my arms firmly wrapped around your neck, and took the opportunity to stroke the back of your head, your soft, freshly cut hair filling my palm.

You pulled away and whispered in my ear, “Jessica, would you like to go upstairs?”

I nodded. I don’t know if you noticed it through our clothes, but my nipples had gotten hard up against your chest, and I was definitely excited for you to undress me and press your naked body up against mine.